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Guilt And The LikeGuilt And The LikeYour hands lay like stones If you try to lift them You drop them on your face This is the moment things change The moment things would never be the same So you... you crawl and... upward If you were here now, I'd cut you open Because I don't want to feel anymore I want it all to burn? This guilt is all-seeing Killing anyone To the star? We all ... Until the end |